With the sound of Mommy, Yun Xiaotian called out so vaguely.

When I heard the warmth, I was slightly stunned.

This child should miss his mommy.

His appearance is really distressing.

Without revealing his miscall, he smiled gently at him and said, "aunt went back to the room first. You remember to get up and drink the milk later. If you are still uncomfortable, you must remember to call someone."

Yun Xiaotian nodded gently, indicating that he heard it.

Warm up, looked at him, smiled, turned and walked towards the door.

Yun Xiaotian held the quilt tightly with both hands and stared at her without blinking.

I don't know why, there was a faint feeling of reluctance in my heart

Warm walked to the door and felt that the eyes behind him still didn't disappear. He stopped and looked back.

"Xiao Tian, rest early. Good night. " She looked at the boy lying in bed and smiled.

"Good night." For the first time, Yun Xiaotian answered again.

Warm smiled at him and closed the door slowly.

Yun Xiaotian looked at his face disappearing bit by bit between the cracks of the door, and the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

The feeling of not giving up became more and more obvious.

What's the matter with him? I can see her again early tomorrow morning. Why don't you give up so much?

From small to large, he has always been cold-hearted, but when facing her, he always couldn't help leaking out. Even in the face of his own family, there has never been such a situation.

This feeling is really strange.

Hearing that there was no movement outside, Yun Xiaotian opened the quilt, sat up, took the cup on the table, and slowly sipped the milk in the cup.

It's really delicious.

He also likes the milk made by mommy very much. If she were her own Mommy, how nice it would be.

……

The next morning.

When warm made breakfast, Zhan Zixuan and warm just came downstairs.

"What about Xiao Tian? Haven't you got up yet? " She asked two small milk bags as she set the table.

Zhan Zixuan was obviously not awake. He looked back at the elevator. The elevator number stopped on the first floor and didn't mean to go up. Yun Xiaotian didn't seem to get up.

"Mommy." Warm climbed to his position at the table, looked at mommy and said, "I just knocked on Xiaotiantian's door. No one responded. I thought he went downstairs."

Warm the action of setting the table, and his eyebrows twisted slightly.

"Xuanxuan, Xinxin, wait a moment first. I'll call Xiaotian." Her tone was a little anxious and worried.

Xiao Tian had a fever last night. He hasn't got up yet. Is there an accident.

Visitors are guests. If they are ill in Diyuan, they don't know how to explain to their families.

However, Xiaotian didn't seem to mention his family after he came to Diyuan. He didn't go home all night, and his family didn't call to ask.

What kind of family were they born in? Why are they so careless about their children.

Warm heart is thinking, people have got out of the elevator and came to the door of Yun Xiaotian's bedroom.

"Xiao Tian, did you get up?" Warm knocked on the door. There was no sound. She was worried and said anxiously, "aunt came in."

She waited for two seconds, but no one answered, so she twisted the door handle and pushed the door in.

Hoo, it's cold.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, she felt a cold air. When she looked up, she found that the windows in the room were open.

In such a cold day, the window is still open, eh.

She ran in from three steps to two, quickly closed the window, and turned to the bedside.

The quilt on the bed was bulging, and it was obvious that someone was lying sideways.

Warm side close, while gently calling: "little day?"

The person on the bed seemed to be awakened and turned slowly.

His face was covered by a mask. He couldn't see clearly, but he didn't know whether it was the reason why he slept in the quilt or something else. His neck and ears were very red.

It's warm and cold in the room, but his face is so red... It's too red.

She was the one who had taken care of children, and she became nervous at once.

"Xiao Tian?" As she called him, she leaned down and touched his forehead. "Well, it's hot."

He has a high fever!

Regardless of his sleep, he quickly pulled him up, picked up his clothes and put them on for him.

Yun Xiaotian felt that someone was moving himself. He opened his eyes vaguely and saw a vague shadow. He was lying in a warm arms, just like mommy.

He moved his lips and couldn't help calling out, "Mommy..."

The warm action was a little meal. Seeing that he was burned like this and thinking about his mommy, I couldn't help feeling a burst of heartache.

It's a pity that his mother is not here. What a poor child.

"Mommy." Seeing that no one answered him, Yun Xiaotian grabbed her sleeve nervously. His eyes under the mask were red with grievances and wanted to cry at any time.

Warm and distressed, he quickly hugged him, gently patted him on the back, and coaxed in a soft voice: "Mommy is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Hearing her voice, Yun Xiaotian's expression suddenly calmed down, and the man was quiet. He leaned against her arms and closed his eyes.

The warm eyebrows tightened tightly, because he had warm experience and knew that he was confused. He quickly dressed him, picked him up and walked out.

"Xuanxuan? "Xinxin?"

As soon as she walked out of the elevator with Yun Xiaotian in her arms, she saw Zhan Zixuan and warm guard at the entrance of the elevator.

Seeing her coming out with Yun Xiaotian in her arms, two small milk bags asked in unison, "Mommy, what's the matter with Xiaotian?"

"Xiao Tian has a high fever. I must take him to the hospital immediately." Warm didn't have much time to explain to them. As he walked out with Yun Xiaotian in his arms, he said anxiously, "Xuanxuan, Xinxin, go and have breakfast. After breakfast, let the housekeeper take you to school. Sorry, Mommy can't send you today. "

"OK, Mommy."

"Bye, Mommy."

The two little milk bags were very sensible. They didn't cry at all. They watched them leave with worry.

Warm holding Yun Xiaotian, he walked very fast. He came to the car all the way, opened the door and picked him up.

In the whole process, Yun Xiaotian's eyes were tightly closed, but he felt vaguely that someone was holding himself nervously and looking at him with a kind of loving eyes.

Is it Mommy? She is Mommy.

"Mommy, Mommy..."

Warm personally drove Yun Xiaotian to the hospital.

Worried that he was cold, he turned on the air conditioner in his car. From time to time, he looked back at him when waiting for the traffic light.

Listen, he kept calling himself "mommy". She didn't know how to describe her mood. She was a little distressed and strange.

Strangely, she suddenly smashed another one for no reason, but found that this feeling didn't seem bad.

Although she hasn't known Yun Xiaotian for a long time, she has a special feeling for Yun Xiaotian, just like when she first met Zhan Zixuan.

The difference is that Zhan Zixuan is cheerful and emotional. Like is like, and stick is stick. Once you want to get close to her, you won't hesitate.

But Yun Xiaotian was different. Just now she clearly saw that he wanted to hold himself, but she tried several times and held back. She just pulled the corner of her clothes as if she was afraid of leaving.

I'm so confused that I still force myself to be rational.

The more he is, the more distressing he is.

She really loves Xiaotian. I hope he can let go and be happy.

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